Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

Abigail sat in a luxurious and spacious dressing room, her naturally fair skin glowing under the warm white lights of the dressing table. Her beautiful features were flawless, even without makeup. There was a hint of nonchalance in her gaze as she casually played with an eyebrow pencil, exuding charm and laziness.

Her manager placed her printed schedule on the table.

“We’re in talks for a few scripts, big productions with renowned directors. Ms. Trinity Lulham’s artistic style makes her script suitable for you. It’s time for you to transition, and taking the artistic route is a good choice.

“Before finalizing the scripts, you need to increase your exposure. Here are a few variety shows you can choose from…

“Oh, and…” Her manager’s eyes lit up. “The Thompson Group’s film studio project has started, and many artists are eyeing the spokesperson position. You need to seize this opportunity, understand?”

“Hmm?” Abigail raised an eyebrow. “Seize what?”

“The spokesperson position, of course!”

cold. Yet, opportunities kept

sat before her, earnestly advising, “Abigail, darling, you need to pay more attention to your career! Do you

nervous?” Abigail remained indifferent. “If it’s meant for me, it won’t slip away. If

“If you fight for it, you still have a

she had more important things to focus on

“What is it?”

years ago,

that he had considered using it. With Abigail’s current lack of work and exposure, leveraging the Hamertons’ eldest heir could quickly

in the entertainment industry for so long.

eyes. Her cherry lips and perfect jawline exuded an untamed beauty. “Jackie, that incident two years ago was purely accidental. I’ve always despised using

“Well…”

emphasizes self-respect for the company’s artists.” Abigail looked at him. “Gimmicky publicity is one thing, but involving her son? Do you have the audacity?